Posts Tagged ‘Ice cream’

HOW do you want to die? Dudefood has created a new way: the oreo-breaded deep-fried ice-cream. A tribe of tame Iowans lick the filling out; then the biscuits are mashed, the Iowans regurgitate the cream; the crunchy goo is mixed into ice cream; coated in egg; stuck to biscuit bits; and then it is deep-fat fried in oil:

I wasn’t sure how well the Oreo cookie filling would work as part of a breading so I went through a package of cookies removing the filling from each cookie. Don’t worry though, because I didn’t let it go to waste. Instead, I mixed the cookie filling right into the ice cream! Yep, Cookies and Cream ice cream, mixed with Oreo cookie filling breaded in Oreo cookies!

One pint ended up being enough for five pretty decently sized balls of ice cream and after those sat in my freezer for about 30 minutes — mixed with the Oreo filling of course — I dipped each one in an egg wash and then rolled them around in crushed up Oreo cookies before placing them back in the freezer for another ten minutes or so. Then, just to make sure the breading was thick enough, I dipped each ice cream ball in the egg wash once again and rolled them in the crushed up Oreos a second time before putting them back in the freezer.

After 30 minutes my ice cream was finally ready for the deep fryer so I dropped each ball of ice cream in the 375° oil for about ten seconds, snapped a few photos and then started to eat! This is one of those times when I wish I owned a restaurant or a food truck or something just so you guys could actually taste the stuff I make because just saying over and over how great it is doesn’t do it any justice. This Oreo Cookie Breaded Deep Fried Ice Cream was good!

BRITISH sporting coverage is lousy compared to what you can see in the States. There’s no forced boys-club bon homie, instead, you get a dizzying amount of statistics for the nerds, and mind-bending irreverence for the casual viewer. Oh, and their sports documentaries (as seen with ESPN’s ’30 for 3o’ series and all those great NFL films) are unparalleled.

LITTLE Baby’s Ice Cream. With a name like that selling the stuff as a prelude for sex (see all other ice creams) is going to be problematic. Better to make eating it an act of bukkake cannibalism. Yes, that would be much more wholesome and d’lish:

THE Ice Cream wars (insert joke about Cold War here) are back as battles commences in Blackburn, Lancashire. Sugary foods pusher Zeheer Ramzan – Mr Whippy of Blackburn – has smashed the window of Mr Softy enabler Mohammed Mulla – Mr Yummy of Tubzee in Halifax – on Palatine Road. Mulla then thinks it a good idea to drive his van into the back of Ramzan’s mobile shop.

Says Ahmed Chaka, 16:

“My little sister came out to grab an ice cream and that’s when it all just kicked off. One of the ice cream men was saying come and buy it from me, ‘I’ll sell it cheaper’. That’s when the trouble started. They were swearing and everything. My little sister was upset. To be honest it all seemed very silly.”

ICE-CREAM maker Häagen-Dazs is feeling pinch. It is reducing the size of its cartons:

Over the past few years, the cost of all-natural ingredients, like fresh eggs, top-quality raspberries and Madagascar vanilla, has increased by an average of 25%. “The energy required to make and deliver our products has risen in cost as well, despite the recent dip in gasoline prices. “To offset increasing costs, we did not consider reducing the quality of our ingredients or the care we take in making your ice cream, sorbet, and frozen yogurt. We opted instead to slightly reduce some of our carton sizes.